"Hey...Uncle Ed. Can we talk?" Nate chewed on his lip. "Please? It won't take long."
“I can make time. What’s on your mind?”
“You could take them to a museum or two, I suppose. That’s one option. Dane likes writing, doesn’t he? A notebook for him to jot things down in is something nice and simple. Writing a note on the inside cover and signing it makes it personal. How’s that for an idea? Now, Draco… He’s into mechanical stuff. Which… isn’t my area of expertise, so I’m drawing a blank on that particular front. What do you know about it?”
“Huh. Yeah that would work. Thanks Uncle Edmund!” Nate beamed and he took mental notes on the notebook. And to look up museums later.
At the question about mechanical stuff, Nate’s smile switched to a deadpan look. “What do I know about mechanics when my dad is a legacy of Vulcan? Hmm?” There was definite sarcasm thrown in to that question.














